Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books. The Author John Milton. Printed from the Text of Tonson's Correct Edition of 1711. A New Edition, with Notes and the Life of the Author, in Three Volumes, by Thomas Newton, ... |
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Strana 99
By him she liac , besides other children who died infants , two sons , Edward and
John , whom we have had frequent occasion to mention before . Anong our
author's juvenile poems there is a copy verses on the death of a fair infant , a
nephew ...
By him she liac , besides other children who died infants , two sons , Edward and
John , whom we have had frequent occasion to mention before . Anong our
author's juvenile poems there is a copy verses on the death of a fair infant , a
nephew ...
Strana 123
22 Satan beheld their plight , And to his mates thus in derision call'd : O Friends ,
why come noi on these victors prouci ? kre while they Gierce were coming , and
when we , To entertain them fair with oten front , And breasi , ( what could we ...
22 Satan beheld their plight , And to his mates thus in derision call'd : O Friends ,
why come noi on these victors prouci ? kre while they Gierce were coming , and
when we , To entertain them fair with oten front , And breasi , ( what could we ...
Strana 192
Once deem'd so fair In Heav'n when at th ' assembly , and in sight Of all the
Seraphim with thee combin'd 750 In bold conspiracy against Heav'n's king , All
on a sudden miserable pain Surpriz'd thee , dim thine eyes , and dizzy swum in ...
Once deem'd so fair In Heav'n when at th ' assembly , and in sight Of all the
Seraphim with thee combin'd 750 In bold conspiracy against Heav'n's king , All
on a sudden miserable pain Surpriz'd thee , dim thine eyes , and dizzy swum in ...
Strana 195
Dear Daughter , since thou claim'st me for thy sire , And my fair son here show'st
me , the dear pledge Of dalliance had with thee in Heav'n , and joys Then sweet ,
now sad to mention , through dire change Befail'n us unforeseen , unthought of ...
Dear Daughter , since thou claim'st me for thy sire , And my fair son here show'st
me , the dear pledge Of dalliance had with thee in Heav'n , and joys Then sweet ,
now sad to mention , through dire change Befail'n us unforeseen , unthought of ...
Strana 245
What thou seest , What there thou seest , fair Creature , is thyself ; With thee it
came and goes : but follow me , And I will bring thee where no shadow stays 470
Thy coming , and thy soft embraces , he Whose image thou art ; him thou shalt ...
What thou seest , What there thou seest , fair Creature , is thyself ; With thee it
came and goes : but follow me , And I will bring thee where no shadow stays 470
Thy coming , and thy soft embraces , he Whose image thou art ; him thou shalt ...
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Strana 139 - Of man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree, whose mortal taste Brought death into the world, and all our woe, With loss of Eden, till one greater Man Restore us, and regain the blissful seat, Sing, heav'nly Muse...
Strana 272 - Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise him in thy sphere, While day arises, that sweet hour of prime.
Strana 146 - Created hugest that swim the ocean stream : Him haply slumbering on the Norway foam, The pilot of some small night-founder'd skiff Deeming some island, oft, as seamen tell, With fixed anchor in his scaly rind Moors by his side under the lee, while night Invests the sea, and wished morn delays...
Strana 256 - Of human offspring, sole propriety In Paradise of all things common else. By thee adulterous lust was driven from men Among the bestial herds to range, by thee Founded in reason, loyal, just, and pure, Relations dear, and all the charities Of father, son, and brother first were known.
Strana 140 - Muse, that on the secret top Of Oreb, or of Sinai, didst inspire That Shepherd, who first taught the chosen Seed, In the Beginning how the...
Strana 253 - But neither breath of morn, when she ascends With charm of earliest birds; nor rising sun On this delightful land; nor herb, fruit, flower, Glistering with dew; nor fragrance after showers; Nor grateful evening mild; nor silent night, With this her solemn bird, nor walk by moon, Or glittering starlight, without thee is sweet But wherefore all night long shine these?
Strana 188 - Rocks, caves, lakes, fens, bogs, dens, and shades of death, A universe of death ; which God by curse Created evil, for evil only good ; Where all life dies, death lives, and nature breeds, Perverse, all monstrous, all prodigious things, Abominable, inutterable, and worse Than fables yet have feigned, or fear conceived, Gorgons, and hydras, and chimeras dire.
Strana 170 - The way seems difficult and steep to scale With upright wing against a higher foe. Let such bethink them, if the sleepy drench Of that forgetful lake benumb not still, That in our proper motion we ascend Up to our native seat : descent and fall To us is adverse.
Strana 165 - Indian mount, or fairy elves, Whose midnight revels, by a forest side, Or fountain, some belated peasant sees, Or dreams he sees, while overhead the moon Sits arbitress, and nearer to the earth Wheels her pale course ; they, on their mirth and dance Intent, with jocund music charm his ear ; At once with joy and fear his heart rebounds.
Strana 190 - The other shape, If shape it might be call'd that shape had none Distinguishable in member, joint, or limb ; Or substance might be call'd that shadow seem'd, For each seem'd either: black it stood as night, Fierce as ten furies, terrible as Hell, And shook a dreadful dart ; what seem'd his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on.